School was still in session and lunch had to have been over by this point. Was Mr. Nash missing a class for this? Were we going to get caught? I almos...t hoped that we would so that I could get kicked out of this school, but then again, I did not want to get caught because I did not want to miss out on where this was going. I did not want Mr. Nash to stop touching and kissing my body. My body tensed up as Mr. Nash began to run his hands along my smooth slender body. No one had ever touched me. He wants me to feel his cock through his pants, and I really like that a lot, too. It’s thick and warm, and hard for me. Why can’t I just forget the responsibilities and let it flow for once? Hmm, I’m really feeling good. He said that after I go shopping and come home tired and need a nap, we’d take a nap together, and wake up and he’d take a Viagra, and we’d cuddle and caress, and that would lead to sex. It’s been very nice of late when we hug in bed and then he gets hard and we either do a. .." ... an hour a day with the Ship, worked into your schedule whenever you decide the time is appropriate. The mission training will only be for a few days. You need to learn the basic helmet functions and how to handle a pulse rifle, just like Art is doing." So, I'm really going with you on the mission?" On the Ship. You'll wait in the Ship while we take care of the two assholes, but I have better sense than to take anyone into a combat situation – or a potential combat situation – without. She started screaming at this and pulled my hair as she pushed my face as hard as she could into her pussy. When I started running out of air I just nibbled a little bit on her little nub and her pussy started contracting on my finger. “Ohhh fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck” she moaned pulling my hair harder and shoving my face into her with greater force. Once she recovered she pulled me up to her face by my hair and she kissed me hard, taking all of her own juices into her mouth. She pulled away and.